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    Xie Wendong got up very early.  As the lord of the Kodong Xiaofan, the first vassal under the Konoha clan, and the chief patriarch of the Konoha clan lord Xie Yixun, Xie Wendong has a lot to do every day.  He is now one hundred and ninety-four years old, already in his old age within the longest lifespan of a foundation-building monk, which is two hundred and forty years.  Although foundation-building cultivation can keep the body at its strongest peak, it will not collapse instantly until the final collapse; the mana will also be restrained in the sea of ????dantian and become the foundation of all one's strength. The same is true until  It is only when he is dying that his Taoji collapses and drains away; although he can still enjoy the gentle service of several beautiful wives and concubines every night, he can still indulge in fine wine, greed and pleasure, Xie Wendong still knows that he is old.  He is already old. Just by having this idea in his mind thirty years ago, Xie Wendong knew that his path of cultivating Taoism was over.  So Xie Wendong simply returned to his hometown from the Hidden Moon Sword Sect where he lived and practiced in the south. He obtained a territory from his aunt Xie Hongzhuang and became a vassal lord under his cousin Xie Yixun to help her manage the territory.  , presiding over the affairs of the territory while she was traveling, and dealing with those tricky things that she didn't want to do.  ??For example, today.  It¡¯s that time of year again for hunting in the wilderness.  Xie Wendong unfolded the roster of Konoha clan's warriors and began to tick or cross each name according to his mental image and sense of the names on the paper.  The choice is actually very simple. Xie Wendong just picks out those he likes and wants to promote and those he hates and wants to torture to death.  What he likes and what he wants to promote, let him have a chance to make some achievements in the dangerous and unpredictable wilderness, so that he can be promoted to the first level as a matter of course.  If you hate it, let him wander around in the wilderness. If he dies in an unknown corner, you can only blame him for his bad luck.  It is a simple hunting wilderness, which provides more than 70% of the cultivation resources in the cultivation world of Qiuyue Kingdom.  Similarly, the things collected incidentally are also the basis for the economic prosperity of the secular world of Qiuyue Kingdom.  Every winter, after the hunting in the wilderness, businessmen from various southern countries would come to purchase gold, silver and jewelry, injecting new vitality into the Autumn Moon Kingdom.  But Xie Wendong understands another meaning of hunting in the wilderness.  After all, my aunt Xie Hongzhuang is a woman. She cannot be as decisive as those male Nascent Soul masters, nor can she be hypocritical as an outer saint and an inner king. She always likes to use Confucian methods and benevolence to appease her.  I always like the prosperity of Qiuyue Kingdom.  But over the course of 1,100 years, Qiuyue Kingdom has transformed from a small town of only 2,000 people into a huge country with nearly 10 million citizens.  As early as two hundred years ago, all the land that could be cultivated around Qiuyue Kingdom had been developed.  Four hundred years ago, the Qiuyue Kingdom had already begun its conquest of the mountains, river valleys, lakes, and forests where the monster tribes were entrenched in the south. Every year, the blood of tens of thousands of soldiers and immigrants was used to develop the country.  However, such a dangerous expedition could only obtain a very small amount of land, and it was already difficult to continue after sixty years.  Four hundred years ago, Fengjuan Hongqi and Xie Hongzhuang massacred the Nanshan demon clan, killed seven demon clan masters in the Golden Core stage, killed all the demons who entered the path of cultivation, and plundered almost all the elixir origins and spiritual resources in Nanshan.  Stone mines, spiritual springs and spiritual veins.  But progress on the ground was very slow. It took four hundred years to open a few major arterial roads and fill the area with a population of one million.  In the end, it was only through hunting in the wilderness that balance and order were maintained.  Xie Wendong's thoughts are flowing, but his writing is like the wind.  Those names just passed by, regardless of whether his wife and daughter were his sons, or whether he was the son of a woman he had loved before.  After putting down the pen, Xie Wendong casually called the warrior leader who served him, the chief patriarch of Jiangdong Xiaofan, and the furthest among his sons, Xie Sheng, who was already a Xiantian realm warrior.  He asked Xie Sheng to go down and deliver his order, requiring the warriors from each of the listed samurai to pack up their equipment immediately and join the monks three days later to go north, striving to maintain the top spot in the competition among the forty-one vassal states this year.  Xie Wendong watched Xie Sheng respectfully step back and bow out of the hall, then turned to look at the screen on one side.  An extremely detailed map of the Qiuyue Kingdom was drawn on it, marking all the forces within a radius of thousands of miles around the Qiuyue Kingdom.  The Kingdom of Autumn Moon is like a multi-forked leaf, lying on the southern edge of the vast and boundless wilderness.  In the wilderness, the spiritual veins are cut off, desolate poisons are flowing, and strange beasts are rampant. There are countless strange elixir plants, and there are also monster beasts that have mutated into unimaginable states.  It is said that Dahuangze is a wasteland where a soul fell in a great disaster ten thousand years ago. After his death, the Taoism was stained and spilled out.  However, the sect established by that Yuan Shen, the three hundred palaces built, the twelve middle gates, forty-four lower gates, and countlessThe caves of monk Dan Dan are all buried under the great wilderness.  It is these hidden treasures that attract countless casual cultivators to wallow in the mud like leeches, but they don't know that most of the good things have been taken away by the real Yuanshen.  Even if there are still remnants, they have been scavenged by the founder of Hongzhuang in his family over the past thousand years.  "But the interests in the Great Wilderness are still huge, and they can be hidden. Since there are no powerful monks willing to garrison, there is naturally no order, and it has become a real paradise for casual cultivators.  Those who have no inheritance at all, rely on inexplicable opportunities to enter the path of cultivation, rely on messy elixirs to advance step by step, rely on killing people and grabbing treasures to piece together skills, and then kill people as they please.  Being chased like a dog, being chased like a dog when he acts wantonly with his own strength, being chased like a dog when his body is provoking the rules indiscriminately, all these scum who can't even build a foundation are  They gathered here to form a cesspool in this cultivation depression.  Since there is a pool, there are fish living in it.  Xie Wendong looked at a name on the screen and almost crushed his forehead to suppress the fear of her in his heart.  Wang Xueying.  The path of evil spirits and the forest of living beings.  A genius female cultivator who is a direct descendant of the Wang family in Langye Mountain. She is a twenty-seven-year-old first-grade golden elixir and a prodigy like the pride of heaven.  But he is also the most terrifying existence in the Great Wilderness, the master of the Liangshan Bandits and the leader of the three thousand evil ghosts.  No one knows what she looks like, no one knows where she is, and no one can even determine the time she appeared in the Great Wilderness.  Moreover, except for people like the Golden Core cultivator from the "Eight Pillar Kingdom" of Qiuyue Kingdom, other people didn't even know that there was a Golden Core like her lurking in the wilderness.  However, Qiuyue Nation knew that it was still necessary to thank Patriarch Hongzhuang because he was born in the Xie family of Wuyi Mountain and was a close relative of hers.  Wang Xie¡¯s family is talking about this.  That¡¯s why I was able to see this strange woman in front of the founder of Hongzhuang, but it was a nightmare.
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